The Funny Thing I Did to Meet My Fiance

When Joanna and Cheryl asked how you met your guys, I loved reading your answers. So now, for my first Smitten post, I thought it'd be fitting for you hear my back story. I already mentioned that we met in college, but that's just the start of it…

Six years ago, Chris and I were in a Shakespeare class together. He seemed so cool; he was scruffy, slim and very smart. I wanted to talk to him but just couldn't muster the nerve. The class ended and over winter break, I kept kicking myself for not making a move. Happily, when we returned to school for the next term, we were both in the same American Literature course. I planned my attack. I'd conveniently leave class at the same time as him and make small talk as I walked in the same direction. This wasn't always easy—on certain days, it involved exiting our building and walking across campus only to haul tail in the opposite direction to make it to my next class on time.

At one point, I almost called it quits. I coyly mentioned that I was going to stop at the coffee shop to study. He didn't take the bait and said he'd see me in class the next day. Flirting FAIL, right? However, he soon wised up and realized I was sweet on him. The week after spring break we had our first date; we saw Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. And we've been stuck together ever since.